COME ONE, COME ALL / November 26

November 26, 2010

by Carolee, Deb & Jill

It’s show time! It’s time to post your original poem, written in response to Monday’s prompt — our wordle! — or any other inspiration from the week. (We love it when you write to our prompt, but we also love it when you write on a whim. We all know how fickle that muse can be.)

What did you write? Please leave a link to your blog post, or leave your poem itself, in the comments!

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42 Responses to “ COME ONE, COME ALL / November 26 ”

  1. barbara on November 26, 2010 at 12:25 am

    Tricky words.
    They sent me into a narrative. back in the small pond

  2. Robin on November 26, 2010 at 12:29 am

    Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. These were indeed tricky words.

    My effort is here:

  3. Rallentanda on November 26, 2010 at 12:30 am

    ‘Nibclunks’ proved to be a bit of a challenge. I have been weeding in my garden all afternoon and my ‘nibclunks’ could use a lift:)

    ” I Do ”


    • hedgewitch on November 26, 2010 at 4:02 pm

      I had no luck with your link rallentanda, but found you anyway. Here’s what got me there:

      • Rallentanda on November 26, 2010 at 4:42 pm

        Thanks hedgewitch.

  4. Leo on November 26, 2010 at 12:46 am

    mine is here.. :) i’ve not missed a wordle prompt of yours since I found BTP.. it was inspiring as always.. thanks!

  5. Jessica on November 26, 2010 at 1:15 am

  6. Joseph Harker on November 26, 2010 at 1:22 am

    Hurrah for Wordles!

    Riding the Jäger-Train

  7. pamela on November 26, 2010 at 2:20 am

    Happy Thanksgiving to all.
    Love wordles.

  8. vivienne blake on November 26, 2010 at 3:25 am

    As my wordle turned into a bit of a rant, I’ve posted it in the Miserable Old Bat’s blog!

  9. The Prayer of the Roads « Miserable old bat's blog on November 26, 2010 at 3:33 am

    [...] Tent Wordle prompt for the other poems.   As this one’s a bit of a rant, I’m posting it on the Miserable Old [...]

  10. gautami tripathy on November 26, 2010 at 3:39 am

    I could use only one word:

  11. Dick on November 26, 2010 at 3:43 am

    Many thanks for this prompt, Carolee, Deb and Jill. Mine’s up. It comes as the conclusion of a longer post under the heading ‘Hold The Front Page!’ If the whole thing looks too indigestible, leapfrog the prose and head straight for ‘The Dark-Eyed Sailor’ (which has managed three of the wordle words).

  12. Stan Ski on November 26, 2010 at 4:05 am

    Here’s mine:

  13. Panic! Only 394 Shopping Days To Next Christmas! « The Laughing Housewife on November 26, 2010 at 4:32 am

    [...] prompt for this week’s Big Tent was a wordle.  I used all of the words but I could only manage three senryu, and I’m not [...]

  14. Tilly Bud on November 26, 2010 at 4:36 am

    I usd all of the words but in three senryu. They smack of desperation, methinks!

    Just scroll down to the bottom.

  15. Linda Jacobs on November 26, 2010 at 6:26 am

    Wrote a quick one yesterday morning with a few of the words. I love their quirkiness! Thanks.

  16. Rachel Barenblat on November 26, 2010 at 7:14 am

    I didn’t write to the wordle this time, but here’s what I’ve got:


  17. nan on November 26, 2010 at 7:57 am

    It is always interesting to find where the Wordles take us. My poem is called living on a farm.

  18. irene on November 26, 2010 at 8:47 am

    The words rolled into

    Thanksgiving poem

  19. Elizabeth on November 26, 2010 at 9:06 am

    Heavy words, or that might just be all the turkey and desserts from yesterday,


  20. angie on November 26, 2010 at 9:20 am

    I did a little excavating —

    (thanks for the prompt!) :D

  21. Marian Veverka on November 26, 2010 at 9:28 am

    My post & a post from a guest

  22. Marian Veverka on November 26, 2010 at 9:46 am

    jenray 2010-11-23 Hi, Marian,
    Had a go at your new wordle….:) This was a hard one!…

    Hung, clunk, nib, hand, awake, passed, resurfaced, ash-pit, boiler, cupped, lush, forklifted.

    The Pit

    It was forklifted out of the pit.
    A meteor rock, only half a foot,
    turned out to weigh a ton
    when it made a direct hit
    on the outskirts of the town.
    There was a massive clunk
    and all the lush grassed area
    burned when it came down.
    The whole town was awake
    with shaking hand on heart
    they thought a boiler
    had exploded to cause a quake.
    Regarding the cupped hole,
    they hung about the edge
    peering at the damage
    and declaring, upon their soul,
    it was a fortunate escape.
    With nib poised, the mayor
    smiled then signed the cheque
    and cut through the red tape.
    The road had to be resurfaced
    because this was the only one
    so nobody could get out,
    and he would be disgraced
    if it was left undone.
    With an election coming up,
    the people cheered him on
    and assured him he had won.
    Just another day in a small town
    where nothing much happens
    except, occasionally, a meteor
    suddenly comes crashing down.


    • Deb on November 28, 2010 at 7:33 pm

      Fun narrative your friend created, Marian!

  23. carolee on November 26, 2010 at 9:46 am

    hi, everyone! i can’t read yet b/c i haven’t written mine, but i’ll be back! see you soon!

  24. ms pie on November 26, 2010 at 10:17 am

    ok, found out abt nibclunk…. it’s always good to learn new vocabulary…. voodoo child

  25. Tumblewords on November 26, 2010 at 11:26 am

    This post marks 1000 on my blog. No wonder I wanted to sleep in. :) Thanks for the Wordle prompt!

  26. Deb on November 26, 2010 at 11:29 am

    Good morning!

    Nib & clunk are actually two words. Yet making of them one is intriguing. (Or are you all teasing me?)

    The book & author is Human Chain from Seamus Heaney, and I’ll have to confess: I skipped using “robin-run-the-hedge” from “An Old Refrain” as being a tad tough. The poems:

    “‘Had I Not Been Awake’”
    “The Conway Stewart”
    “The Butts”
    “Chanson d’Adventure”
    “Human Chain”
    “A Mite-box”
    “The Wood Road”
    “The Baler”
    “Derry Derry Down”

    I’m not sure any of these can be found online, officially, although a number of bloggers have posted them (which is not kosher at all, so we won’t do that here). Critics have called this book “not his best” but I enjoyed much of it.

    Will be back to read you later, once I have had a chance to write a poem.

  27. hedgewitch on November 26, 2010 at 2:42 pm

    Thank you for this prompt, which provided me with several essential images I’d been looking for unsuccessfully for a sonnet I’ve been trying to write for some time. I managed to use five of the words suggested. I was really tearing my hair out, so many thanks for the help with my
    Sonnet on the Old Nun

  28. Gary Phillips on November 26, 2010 at 2:59 pm


    another age he would have been
    he seems to study things.

    here & now Louis is a bum.
    market cart brimming
    rugs, bottles, hammer,
    wig, twisted shoes,
    pile cans sleeping bags ancient atlas
    & guitar. whole bike too.

    he’s was ambitious at one time
    just couldn’t stand a Boss.
    in the day when who was who.

    Every once in awhile he finds a book.
    pouring over King Richard Lionheart’s Court.
    geology, yarning, Boy Scout in Grizzly Country,
    treatise on geometry.

    fascinated, on bench in awe,
    licks his fingers pours thru
    pages, formulas, maps
    incredulously, an African giraffe.
    Golly. He asked me one day where German city Autobahn
    was, just off the main highway I said he nodded knew the place.

    world he vaguely remembers.
    Corporate manager.
    something snapped.
    one day it all gave way.
    he sometimes sees high rise building &
    office cubicle in mists
    just dropped the ball he
    insists ran from the battlefield fled for his life.

    That is when his wife left him, kids.
    seen his son Jason drive by above
    flat autumn horizon black sedan turned
    corner & sped away.
    through auto glass
    young boy was looking his way.

    He can’t remember exact day.

    If the kids could only See this book.

    On the cover rare book a page
    large mythical beast. he looks where beast is
    a rapturous expression.

    He asked me last Christmas when was Santa
    Claus’s birthday? you know, I didn’t know.

    Gary Phillips

  29. Victoria (liv2write2day) on November 26, 2010 at 3:27 pm

    Fun, but difficult wordle. Just couldn’t get forklift into the mix.

  30. Catherine on November 26, 2010 at 6:05 pm

    I managed fork lifted – left out ash-pit, boiler and awake although I think they are there somewhere “behind the lines” in the feeling of what I wrote.
    My poem is titled Mastodon

  31. EKSwitaj on November 26, 2010 at 7:36 pm

    What Keeps Me Awake

  32. Linda Watskin on November 26, 2010 at 10:22 pm

    I as fascinated with two words and those were the words I used.

    • Sharp Little Pencil on November 28, 2010 at 7:13 pm

      Sorry, Blogspot wouldn’t allow my lowly WordPress comment… (sniff)

      The corn moving in response to the scythe, great stuff. And my mom was from Iowa, so I am acquainted with the “ways of corn…”!

      Thanks so much for this.
      Amy Barlow Liberatore

  33. vivienne blake on November 27, 2010 at 4:45 am

    Gary, I couldn’t find the wordle words, but that was because I wasn’t looking for them: your story carried me along beautifully.

  34. G.K. Asante on November 27, 2010 at 4:10 pm

    I took one word (passed), changed to a present tense compound word (back-pass) and built a univocalic poem including the phrase. Wax Charlatans

    • Sharp Little Pencil on November 28, 2010 at 7:10 pm

      GK, couldn’t find a place to comment on your site, but amazing! Astounding! Absolutely brilliant!

      And yeah, am Amy

  35. Ruth on November 27, 2010 at 10:46 pm

    This time I only used one word from the wordle… here’s my poem:


  36. Deb on November 28, 2010 at 3:45 pm

    My failed turkey in a poem. I used all the words to describe it, here: Technology Fails the Tradition.

    Hope all who celebrate Thanksgiving (in the States) had a lovely meal!

  37. Sharp Little Pencil on November 28, 2010 at 7:06 pm

    OK, now I found where I got this Wordle! Haven’t been to the Tent lately, sorry, on a bit of a hiatus as we enter a new phase… all is good, will be back regularly soon! Amy

    Here is the link to go to for “First Time,” and FYI I was informed it was a tad racy…